255 The Greatest Deb (1/2)

Aure looked at the King of Orma and cursed: ”Since when have you had such a disciple?!”

A new feeling crept into the heart of the Immortal, a bitter sadness that was impossible to ignore. This was what he felt every time he thought about Comodo and his cowardly behavior.

If only his son had had half the heroism of the Human in front of him, Aure could have died in peace, knowing he had done a good job as a father. But reality was not so merciful: Comodo had left Orma to escape the danger of war, but more than a year had passed and he had not yet returned home.

Though in his heart he hoped otherwise, the Leader of the Sect of Worthy feared that his son had turned his back on him. Since Comodo had been received by the Human who was plotting this whole conspiracy, Aure had not heard from his son.

Cesar had remained silent, watching in fear what Helial was doing.

Fear, that's right.

Because the Revenant had a terrified expression and its hands shielding its face, while the terrifying energy that surrounded Helial had penetrated its rotten flesh for several centimetres, to the point of removing part of its skin; but, until a few moments before, Helial had been clearly about to die.

Cesar, King of the Goblins, the strongest Immortal in Orma, had never encountered such pure and terrifying power.

…

Inside Helial's soul

Alexander looked at the screen suspended in the void with an angry expression.

”The Undead are still the scum of the forces of Destruction,” he said, with a hint of contempt in his voice. It was no wonder, then, that the Revenant had been so easily damaged.

Iblis nodded, watching the fight closely.

…

The air resonated around Helial, while the light and the lighting become more and more dim, until the figure of the Human who had been covered by all that Mana was visible again.

A bleeding bare chest rose and fell quickly. The blast of energy had ripped through Helial's clothes and the boy was left shirtless. Only the trousers had somehow survived, preventing, in a very convenient way, the entry of a hero in commando.

The earth around him trembled, like air, like emptiness. It all seemed to resonate with the enormous power his body now contained.

The light that had enveloped him a short time ago had condensed around his arms.

The skin of the Prince of Darkness had been torn open by Lightning and the living, bloody flesh showed off in many places. If the Revenant seemed like an utter abomination, a monstrously frightening creature, then Helial had just transformed into the God of Death.

Exactly as had happened earlier for Lumia, the attention of all warriors and spectators was now on him. The two brothers always found a way to amaze anyone who knew them, thanks to their absurd fighting skills.

Frankenstein also remained catatonic for several seconds.

Helial had always been very reserved about his Skills and not even Lumia knew exactly the effect of every technique his brother used. Apart from Iblis, the only one who knew all of Helial's abilities and how they worked was precisely that renowned mad Goblin, whom Helial respected for his knowledge and whom he trusted blindly.

Yet even Frankenstein couldn't hold back a certain surprise. He had stopped on the spot, open-mouthed, speechless Helial was using Runic Condensation.